The mistake.

Many mistakes I've made in my past,
But this one is the worse.
Why did I have to be the one,
Who acted out first.
The pain I caused,
The hurt I breed,
The death I caused,
There was no need.

My actions are not justified,
My passions, wild, untamed.
My anger a beast of tears,
My tears a beast of rage.
My song is sorrows only balled,
And I remain un-named.

There's nothing left in this world,
For a person just like me.
A friend to all,
When all are none,
And no ones watching me.

My diary is called No One,
Dear No One hear my plea!
The pain inside's still taunting me,
It will not set me free!

A shard of glass,
Inside my arm,
A ray of light,
That causes harm,
To all of them but me.
When the last of my blood has run,
The pain will set me free.